ZombieMann

After being diagnosed with a rare terminal illness, all Lance could do was wait for his death, unable to move as he lay on the hospital bed for months. In his last moments, all he wished for is another chance at life, so he can live, but fate plays a fast one on him.

Shortly after death, Lance wakes up in the middle of a gruesome massacre and battle between two goblin tribes. 

At the end of the skirmish, Lance is captured by the female goblin tribe, and just when he was about to lose everything again, he makes a promise to lead the goblins to victory. Out of desperation, they agree, and later on, Lance becomes an unsuspecting leader of a goblin tribe as a human.

Now, surrounded by unsuspecting goblin beauties, Lance vows to life a fulfilling life in this new world while leading his people to prosperity!

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A/N: Hey, dear reader... read the book, you'll love it.
There will be lemons as always, just not with the same intensity and frequency as my last book. I plan to focus more on the story and relationships than flavour scenes at every turn.
Though the main character is not a villain type, he isn't a goodie two shoes either.

No Rape. No NTR. No Yuri. No Netori.

I plan to write something where the MC's harem aren't just brainless meat sacks, but actually impact the story and the MC.

Read the book, you'll love it!

Also, this is my discord server link:- https://discord.com/invite/Rjfy3Rkgwt

The server is rather inactive for the time being, but please, do join let's turn it into a thriving space.

The Monster King's Legacy

Standing near Lia and Rusak, Lance said while staring at the demon. "If my magic can fight this thing's corruption, then I'll use it to my advantage."

"Lance, wait!" Lia called, but he was already moving.

With a burst of speed, he launched himself forward, charging straight at the demon at breaking speed.

The demon's grotesque grin widened, its sunken, bulbous eyes flickering with amusement as if accepting his challenge. It spread its bony wings, its long, clawed hands rising to greet him, and then it unleashed its rot once more.

A thick cloud of black ash erupted from its body, expanding outward like a poisonous mist as it had done several times to create space between itself and its attackers. The very air itself seemed to rot in its wake, but Lance didn't show any signs of slowing down a single bit.

Overwhelming Might